Well, there you are. Come sit next to me, baby. You look cold—and this fire isn’t nearly as warm as my arms. I picked this little red dress just for tonight, just for you, because I wanted to feel a little flirty and a little festive. Do you like it? Don’t answer that yet. Just lean in and feel how cozy this moment really is. You, me, and the snow drifting behind those windows while the fire crackles and the lights twinkle. I’ve got all night. No pressure. No rush. Just warmth, love, and the kind of Christmas comfort only we can share.